User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Sharpe's Highwaybeasts/@comment-25220117-20120307161927/@comment-25220117-20120307210539

The younger hare shrugs, throwing Kordyne a crooked salute before turning his attention back to the Captain "Right, Sarge" Captain Tarquinius Sharpe allowed himself a small, grim smile "Well, me bold bucks an' does, t'day's th' bloody day. Y' see that hill o' sand up yonder?" His rapier flashes in the sunlight as it points towards the North "A Slavers' Caravan is goin' t' come marchin' up those glistenin' sands-Bearin' the creatures they dare call merchandise. And we-" He twirls his rapier in a glistening arc, before thrusting it into the dust at his feet "Bein' th' gallivantin' gennelbeasts we are-Are goin' t' stop `em"